The Living End
The Living End
The Living End
The Living End
The Living End
The Living End
The Living End
The Living End
The Living End
The Living End
The Living End
The Living End
The Living End
The Living End
Killing the right - I don't wanna be a stolen boy
Show me the days of lying in the sun
Of stolen memories
I struggle to retain one
Seems like a phase that only just begun
A secret that was told
A reason now to run
Well the speakers start screaming - whoa
For the neighbourhood's dreaming - whoa
'Cos there is no meaning - whoa
It's not right it's a fucking outcry
Killing the right - I don't wanna be a stolen boy
It's a mistake no reason why
How did we fade from black to white
Taken away from lying in the sun
The signal's interrupted - corrupted
Are we all the same, are we all to blame
Happiness a tease, misery cemented
Well the speakers start screaming - whoa
For the neighbourhood's dreaming - whoa
'Cos there is no meaning - whoa
It's not right it's a fucking outcry
Chorus
Taxi, get me out of here
The voices tell me to be on my way
To turn and forget it for another day
But I don't want to listen to the voices any more
Chorus
Killing The Right was written by Chris Cheney (Living End).
Killing The Right was produced by Nick Launay.